"You didn't catch my name because I didn't say it." Helen sighed, leaning back on her hands from her position on the floor. "Helen. Give me a nickname, and I'll castrate you."

Her glare was terrifying.

"Right," Nate said with a shake of the head and plummeting feeling he was at the wrong party. "So, we're playing a game or something, right?"

He took another pull of the whiskey. It was starting to go down smoother now. Maybe he was getting used to the taste?

Issac getting bored with the lackluster group around him simply said "so what's it going to be? Spin the bottle or truth or dare?" At that he leaned back getting comfortable for what was clearly going to be a long night adding "Or are we just going to enjoy each others company? because honestly i'm sure we'd all love that" At that he quietly thought to himself "this is worse than i could have possibly imagined,i mean seriously There's only three girls,and at least one of them hates me,the only other guy here sucks,and now i have to play spin the bottle or something worse...maybe i should have just...no i'm here now so i may as well make the most of it.But how the heck do i have fun with these people?!" as Issac ran his inner monologue he simply sat there waiting for an answer.

Clary grinned and plucked the bottle up in her own hands, seeming to study it before spinning the object around in her hand. "In my opinion Spin the Bottle is a little childish, something middle schoolers play to get their first kiss or to target someone they like without being obvious. We're going to play Truth or Dare. Much more grown up if you ask me." As she spun the bottle around in her hand she looked at each person dead in the eye and spoke, pushing all of her confidence into the words she had always dreamt of saying. "Here are the rules. You only have two Truths before you have to pick Dare. If you choose Truth you have to answer honestly and if Dare... No chickening out. If on the off chance you decide you don't want to follow through on your question or dare, you have to kiss someone of the same sex. And don't worry, just to make it worth while, a picture has to be taken." She pulled out her phone and turned the camera on, snapping a quick shot of the group before her. "Any objections? If not, let the game begin." Tossing the spinning bottle into the center of the circle she watched with anticipation to see who the first person to go would be.

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While Issac watched the bottle slowly stop on him his stomach sank,thinking "please noooo" but with no luck it stopped.As he looked up at the group he said" Dare?" nervously.

Helen rolled her eyes in thought, humming in wonder of what could be a dare. "I don't have any good ideas, but streaking is a good solid fall back plan."

"Well," Nate said quickly, having no great desire to see Isaac naked or be kissed by him. "Always have to start simple, right? Especially in mixed company. Uh, why not, um, chug that beer," Nate said as he handed over a can of the lackluster lager. "No stopping, no coming up for air."

At that Issac took the drink,examining it for a moment before popping the lid, and proceeding to chug.He continued to chug until the can was empty,after which he took a gulp of air catching his breath.His composure regained he gently sat the can on the ground saying "ok,spin it again..."

"Oh, piss," Nate muttered as the mouth of the bottle fell on him. With limited attendance, he knew that sooner or later it wold fall on him. But so soon. Yeesh. "Uh, truth, I guess. For the sake of variety."

Issac thought for a moment attempting to come up with a question,not really knowing him he simply asked " What's your name?" as he had yet to hear it he decided to just ask that in place of anything personal.and there aren't that many good questions for strangers anyway he concluded.

Helen rolled her eyes once again in annoyance and gave the guy - Isaac? - a pointed look. "Look, if all we're going to do tonight is play a lame game of truth or dare, then I'm out. I mean, come on! 'What's your name?' Don't you think it's time we get a little bit more daring?" She complained, though her voice was too strong to come off as whining - at this point it sounded like a good nag.

"I hate to agree but she's right, I have another question for your truth. Have you ever hooked up with a random stranger?" She asked, trying to start the push in more daring category. It definitely didn't qualify as the most scandalous question ever but it was at least a start to make things interesting.

"My name is Nathaniel Richard Thurston Junior," Nate answered. "And no, I can't say that is a thing I have ever experienced." He doubted this was an offer, so he set the bottle on the floor and gave it a spin.

Helen nearly sighed in relief when the bottle landed on her and before anyone could say anything, she leaned forward with her forearms on her knees. "Dare. Make it good."

thinking back Issac remembered something helen had previously mentioned, curious to see what she was willing to do he said "i dare you to streak to the end of the block,and back ".

Clary raised an eyebrow at the other girl, waiting to see what her reaction would be. "Well don't you just get all the fun?" She laughed and picked the bottle up in her hands, twirling it around in her palm.

Like any teenage boy, Nate liked the sound of this one, though he played it cool. "Well, you heard the man."

Isaac smirked to himself Happy to see things getting interesting for everyone,thinking "this could be awesome,but no way she'll do it.But if she does this party just became worth the awkward start!" he was actually a little excited,but he managed to appear calm,simply looking to her for a response like the others.

Helen felt like eating her words right about then, but that smug look on that Isaac boy's face made her face adorn a deadly smirk. Standing up, she shrugged out of her leather jacket and began pulling on the hem of her shirt until it completely lifted off of her toned body. She flung the shirt at Isaac's head and took that momentary distraction to kick off her boots and leather pants. She felt unbelievably embarrassed, standing there in her green camo undergarments, but closing her eyes she snapped the bra and shrugged out of her underwear. Completely naked, her face turned beat red and she darted from the room, out the door, and down the block. She didn't wait to see if anybody was going to follow her to make sure she did it, instead she focused on making her bare feet move harshly against the concrete. She reached the end of the block, skidding on her heels which left angry red scratches on them, and turned to run back to the house. She ran past an old man crouched over his cane who stared at her in complete shock as well as a house wife still wearing her apron from dinner.

"Shit." Helen sighed.